One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Hearing Ling Xiwang's words, Meng Guiwen slid off Lin Yue's back.

Both Hua Longyue and Lin Yue looked at Meng Guiwen.

"This place is not suitable for practice." Meng Guiwen said out loud.

When Ling Xiwang heard the words, he immediately understood.

Immediately took the three of them to the place where their disciples of the Heavenly Dao Academy usually practiced.

This is one of the floors of the Tianyuan.

There are also many disciples of Tiandao Academy.

When those disciples saw Ling Xiwang, they saluted respectfully.

Hua Yuanyue was a little surprised to see that all the disciples were very respectful to Ling Xiwang.

"So you are not a passer-by!" Hua Yuanyue couldn't help but said?

"Passerby?" A look of doubt flashed in Ling Xi's eyes, and then he smiled when he realized it.

"more or less."

When he got there, Ling Xiwang looked at Meng Guiwen.

"I also ask Junior Sister Meng to give me some advice." Ling Xiwang said.

Meng Guiwen didn't hate teaching others spells, let alone people like Ling Xiwang who came to ask for advice in person.

Hua Longyue and Lin Yue sat down to one side, watching Meng Guiwen and Ling Xiwang talking.

It's a little surprising.

"I thought Gui Ni was not such a warm-hearted person."

In her eyes, Meng Guiwen didn't seem to care about anything or be interested in anything.

"How could it be? Gui Ning once said that she doesn't hate serious practitioners, regardless of talent, background, and seriousness. How could she hate serious and sincere people?" Lin Yue would teach Ling to Meng Gui Ning. Looking west is not surprising at all.

After all, she is the one who has received the most advice from Meng Guiyi.

-

Meng Guiwen asked Ling Xiwang to repeat today's moves.

When Ling Xiwang was about to attack, Meng Guiwen stretched out his hand to stop him.

"When you attack, you release all the spiritual power. You can try to divide the spiritual power into two parts, one part is faster and the other part is slower." Meng Guiwen thought for a while, and then stepped out soundtrack.

Meng Guiwen had never tried this kind of attack.

I just thought of it when I saw Ling Xiwang attacking me today.

When Ling Xiwang heard the words, he immediately understood.

When the fast spiritual power hit those puppet, although it was blocked by the defensive formation on the puppet.

But the slow spiritual power arrived in an instant.

Make it impossible for the spirit puppet to reorganize the defensive formation.

This made Ling Xiwang happy.

"Thank you, Junior Sister Meng." Ling Xiwang turned to look at Meng Guiyi.

Meng Guiwen raised his hand slightly, signaling that he didn't need to thank him.

It was only after she took two steps that she began to stagger.

Lin Yue and Hua Longyue hurried forward to support Meng Guiyi.

"Junior Sister Meng, what's wrong?" Ling Xiwang was startled, and asked anxiously.

Hua Longyue hugged the sleeping Meng Guiwen, and Lin Yue turned her head to look at Ling Xiwang: "It's okay, Guiwen is just asleep."

Ling Xiwang wanted to send the three of them back, but Lin Yue refused.

"Brother Ling, take advantage of the good hand feeling, let's try again, we know the way."

Ling Xiwang could only watch them leave.

-

Ling Xiwang felt really good just now, so he was going to try again.

Although this kind of attack requires a high level of precision in combat and spiritual control.

But it was Ling Xiwang's strength.

Ling Xiwang's attack may not be the strongest in Tiandaoyuan, but it is the most delicate in Tiandaoyuan.

"Eldest senior brother!" The disciple next to him saw a young man approaching, and hurriedly saluted.

Long Shu looked at Ling Xiwang's continuous attack attempts, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He walked towards Ling Xiwang.

Originally, he thought that his junior should be promoted.

Unexpectedly, he lost in the first round.

As the eldest disciple of Tiandaoyuan, Long Shu naturally did not participate in this competition.

After all, the leader last year was Long Shu.

This time Long Shu only participated in the final round of the boss battle.

"I heard you lost?" Long Shu said.

When Ling Xiwang heard this, he quickly withdrew the formation.

Turning to look at Long Shu.

"Ah? I did lose." Ling Xiwang scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"That move just now, you thought of it yourself?" Long Shu was really surprised when he thought of Ling Xiwang's move just now.

But only someone like Ling Xiwang who has a fine control over spiritual power can use it.

Ordinary people probably can't learn it.

"No, I was taught by Junior Sister Meng from Taiqing Sect." Ling Xiwang quickly explained.

When Long Shu heard this, he understood instantly.

Junior Sister Meng....

It is estimated that there is only Meng Guiwen's child.

"So you lost to her today?" Long Shu asked again.

"Junior brother is stupid, he really lost." Ling Xiwang replied.

When Long Shu heard this, he chuckled lightly.

Ling Xiwang:?

What's so funny.

"Nothing, just practice hard." Seeing Ling Xi looking at him, Long Shu put away his smile.

Wait for Long Shu to leave.

Ling Xiwang also didn't understand what his elder brother was laughing at.

Could it be that he was making fun of him for losing to a child?

How can this be....

Big Brother is not that kind of person.

-

Meng Guiwen slept soundly.

And the disciples of the Taiqing Sect who have been promoted are all practicing diligently.

Try to clear the customs twice tomorrow.

The second day of competition.

The number of people in the stands is not only not small, but even more.

After all, today's competition is more interesting.

After yesterday's preliminaries, the people left today are all strong.

Watching the battle between the strong is also helpful to one's own cultivation.

Meng Guiwen was carried over by Lin Yue and gently placed on the seat.

She leaned on Lin Yue's shoulder with hazy eyes, looking at the people on the competition stage.

I couldn't help but yawned.

After a while, Meng Guiwen was teleported to the competition stage again.

The other party was dressed in black and a black robe...

He is a disciple of Tai Sui Mausoleum.

It was still the other party who greeted Meng Guiwen first.

Although Meng Guiwen was young, he looked listless.

But after yesterday's battle.

No one would underestimate Meng Guiwen.

When Meng Guiyi heard the other party's self-introduction, he hummed lightly: "A disciple of the Taiqing sect..."

Her mental state today looks much worse than yesterday.

After Meng Guiwen finished speaking, a long sword appeared in his hand.

It's not the green sword from yesterday.

This made the disciple of Tai Sui Mausoleum opposite her startled.

He remembered all of Meng Guiyi's actions yesterday.

I didn't expect that she would change a sword today.

Meng Guiwen looked at Qingfeng in his hand, thought for a while, and then used Qingfeng.

too lazy to change.....

Broken Cloud Fan in his state of mind at this moment: ...can you not be so lazy!

To deal with people in Tai Sui Mausoleum, of course Xinghuo is more useful!

Before the competition, it had told Meng Guiwen what kind of sword to use against the disciples of which sect.

"You really look like a worried old woman." Feng Qi complained mercilessly.

"What did you say!" Broken Cloud Fan spoke angrily.

There is no respect and awe in the face of the former owner and caster.

If possible, the Broken Cloud Fan could chop up Feng Qi and throw it out to feed the dogs.

Save lives!

How could it stand with these two masters?

Meng Guiwen dragged the wind and was about to walk to the side.

But the stones on the martial arts platform do not know where they came from.

Meng Guiwen stepped on it.

Then a slide.

With a snap, Meng Guiwen fell to the ground.

The Qingfeng in his hand also flew out, and rolled down to the feet of the disciples of Tai Sui Mausoleum.

Disciple of Tai Sui Mausoleum:  …

People in the stands:  …

Meng Guiyi himself lying on the ground:?